My back is much better - two hours of heating pad, a video (I finally got around to watching "Chicago") much progress on the Lo Tech Sweat's front, and a whopping dose of ibuprofen worked wonders. The pain is merely a twinge now, so minor that by 3:30 I was up puttering around, doing laundry, chasing cat hair, watering, killing fire ants, adjusting sprinklers, and then washing the dog. I hadn't planned to wash the dog, but let's just say that a small, ground-hugging, long-haired dog overdue for a haircut can experience what we will delicately call a Hygiene Crisis - the kind that requires carrying him home under my arm like a football (lest he sit down and make matters worse) and depositing him directly into the tub. Ah, the joys of dog ownership. He goes for a haircut on Tuesday, and obviously not a moment too soon. I considered mopping my large expanse of tile floor, which desperately needs it, but figured that would be pushing my luck. My back is twinging a bit more after the dog washing, and I plan to employ the heating pad in bed this evening, but it's not a big deal. The yard is still on the agenda. Tomorrow I'll work half a day (because I worked half a day today and I don't want to burn more than two days of leave right now) and then head for the Sacred Temple of Home Improvement. The Boss, who worships there several times a week these days, keeps telling me about their no interest, no payments for a year thing - at first I wasn't interested, then the brain finally kicked in. Girlchild is a mere year from graduation (if you don't count a summer session.) Why should I spend my help the kid through college cash on cabinets when the Depot will front me the money? By this time next year I will have had a raise, a bonus or two, and a kid on the verge of graduation - bring on that bill a year from now. If push comes to shove I could pay it anytime, but why give the money away before I have to? So the Depot will get to see my smiling face, I will see what they have to offer for cabinets and grab the yard work tools I need for the weekend. Don't expect much in the way of knitting reports. Yeah, right. Does anybody reading this actually read it for my fascinating knitting content? I have no freaking idea why anybody reads it, but I am confident it's not for "I did three inches of stockinette today." I hang my head in shame beside the real knitting bloggers.